Текст песни Пародия на Кипелов для людей с юмором - прикол

That white page,
And your last name,
And your portrait on me
He looks down from the wall.
For you voted,
In a piece of trash owl
The President is elected.
Sons of the Fatherland,
Their chances are equal,
Your fate was in the hands of your country.

I could live in peace,
I could score at all,
On the site is not to go,
Overslept, and all the cases.
The noise of the wind behind
I heard your voice
And your eyes Dawn
Through the heart burned skin,
And I'm going crazy,
In my soul free space for you.

I Volodya
Like a bird in the sky,
I Volodya,
I forgot what it means to fear.
I Volodya
With a wild wind on a par,
I Volodya
In reality, not a dream.